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Issue: 273 | 5th day of Sleeping, Y9 |
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Headlines "White Sand" by masked_acorn "I want to build a snow petpet and make a snow angel! I want to ride on a piece of wood down a hill! I want to throw snow at everyone who passes by!" By her mother's order, she dressed herself in many layers of clothing and had a large breakfast before she went outside. She was warned to stay close to the house...
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The Unsung Faerie The Library Faerie looked up, sighed, and returned to the crumpled old note she was reading. The faded ink seemed to sway along the yellowed parchment...
by goosher |
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Poet of the Haunted Woods Before them, a small wooden stage sat, and upon it, a rather striking creature. A Draik, but not just some mere plain type. His scales gleamed luminous silver...
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by anjie |
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Charity is Like a Rotting Shoe The Money Tree is a fountain of wealth and charity... but wait, those bags of Neopoints aren’t growing out of the tree! What fraud is this? And why do most of the wonderful gifts consist of rotting footwear?
by nut862 |
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Whispers: Part Four Lani shook her head at her younger cousin. "It's just apprehension. It doesn't necessarily mean that an evil ghost has just re-entered the living world..." She trailed off.
by betazoid_telepath |
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The Hoarders: Part Five Kannice almost had to force herself to leave the street. She could understand why Flarren had been drawn to it. Once you had been there once, you felt that you should stay there always. Except sometimes, that's just a little impossible...
by ruff_zette |
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